Home at last. Today, the university closed last night at 19.00 and strike means that wonder. I do not know who I hate more if the euro and fifty cents metro ticket or the entire GTT. Perhaps the second. In a little rock in it to say that the sofa would be really un’eufemismo, meanwhile glass of wine, dinner and a little ‘editing front of the TV. The soiree I leave it to you ehehehe